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“Uh, I thought the enemy of my enemy could be my friend.” He declared with some good humor.

“No, they can't.”

He sighed.

“That’s a shame, Kendra...” The long fingers held my face and turned it towards the window of the house. Outside, Veronica was kissing a girl while a bunch of male assholes stood around, watching and probably getting horny. “Now she really looks like the piece of shit you always said she was.”

I wouldn't deny that. This type of situation gnawed at me deeply, she was there for the show, for others. While I didn't even have the courage to face a girl for a long time.

“I’m not going to go along with a guy speaking poorly of another woman…” I finally freed myself from his touch. “I'm sorry if you don't know how to lose, MJ.”

“I guess we are birds of a feather then, Kendra.” I huffed and walked past him, but his fingers grabbed my arm, making the pain from my elbow reverberate throughout my body. I moaned softly. “Why don't you kiss me, blondie? We could both get revenge on her.”

I was slightly too drunk, so I felt like I was on a delay.

A few seconds passed before I replied:

“No! Whatever the dirty story of you two is, I don't feel like getting involved in it.”

I got rid of him and searched for a bathroom. Maybe I needed some distance from the tumult of bodies circulating around the fraternity house.

When I managed to reach a bathroom on the second floor, I had to wait for whoever was inside to come out, but, to my surprise, when the girl who was there opened the door, her short hair and open black shirt made me stop for a moment.

“Are you okay?” The soft voice asked me gently.

Smile weakly.

“I am… Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked without thinking twice.

“What?”

“Do you like girls? Do you have a girlfriend?”

The girl laughed as her eyes looked me up and down.

“Um, no, I don't have a girlfriend, and yes, I like girls.”

I smile weakly.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the bathroom. It would have been crazy to do that on a college campus, but my common sense was drained from my body as the alcohol took over me. In my mind, the scene of Veronica kissing another girl was on replay, which was repulsive in every way. She was repulsive. And so I just wanted to purge that, that strange feeling.

I kissed the girl in the bathroom.

I grabbed her by the back of the head and locked the door.

I didn't know her name and I probably didn't care. I just wanted to forget my damn life.

Half an hour later, I finally left the bathroom with Jennifer — I got to know her name between one kiss and another. I felt disheveled, but I didn't worry about it. The girl I had been tied to for half an hour tried to hold my hand, but I avoided her touch.

“I'm not that type...” I declared, putting my hands in the pocket of my black jacket.

“Do you only do it secretly?” The smug smile on her lips made me bite my bottom lip and lower my head. “Hm, okay… I understand.”

“I…” I didn't know what to say, and she seemed completely uninterested in me at the moment.

“It's okay... I hope one day I can hold someone's hand.”

Her look at me now was almost pitiful. I hated her instantly.